There is a distinct and sudden feeling of Otherness, the second you cross over the border from eastern Texas into Louisiana. Reclaiming the helm at a welcome center just across the line, I immediately cruised us through Shreveport, and knew I was in the right state because the pro-environmental billboard on the side of the…
Category: Relocation
Recap 2: The Journey
We woke up at the arse-crack of dawn last Tuesday to prepare for our departure. After taking what would turn out to be my last HOT shower for a week (A WEEK!), we drove in the dark over to P&M’s house to retrieve the UHaul. They were kind enough to let us dock our ship there,…
Recap 1: The Last Days of Colorado
*BVoooooM!* That is the sound I keep hearing in my head, now that I am back online. You know, that “Ham Radio Coming Back On the Air, Pump Up the Volume Style” sort of sound. Hello world, greetings from Louisiana. As I write this, I am drinking an Abita Jockamo IPA and am at the…
On the Road, Off the Grid
My home internet shut off today. I have also made the discovery that I am completely inept at writing anything longer than a sentence or two via my telephone…I just don’t have those mighty thumbs. This means that this will be my last blog entry until I arrive in Louisiana next week and get Molly…
And Then, of Course…
…shortly after my previous post, I came across some photos on a blog I read weekly, from New Orleans, and saw the roots of an oak tree shoving up through the brick sidewalk, and when I see that sort of thing, or other images similar to the ones I took myself (shared below, quickie pull from my…
Keeping it Together
Ow. I checked my mailbox on my way inside from walking the dog this morning, and our yearly Starfest postcard was waiting in there. Just, ow. Anyway. Greetings, world, from my very last Monday at the place I work, ever. What a strange, strange feeling. It is not without its certain sense of expected liberty, but…
Misty Day, Reflections
Wednesday finds me in a better mindset, regarding the Vibe thang that had me in such an emotional dither yesterday. I went home after work and, after having a decent cry on J over a couple of cardboard boxes, we had a chat about all of that, and the various philosophies of grief. It is…
Peering at Change
As I write this, I have 30 minutes left to my work day and I have scarcely a voice to speak with. I had no idea that training someone how to do your job would kill your voice this much. I am obviously in the habit of not speaking very often. Who knew? These past…
Meanwhile…Hey Look, More Street Art!
The signs of imminent change are beginning to sprout forth, in several different ways. There are emerging blank spots in our apartment, where things used to be but are now all packed up. THAT will become ever more the case, starting this weekend, now that we have the Massive Pile of Boxes at our disposal. …
Follow Your Crazy 